User blog comment:Brigadier Barty/Tavern of the Rusted Claw/@comment-26024035-20160423181424/@comment-1298206-20160430023850

''As the weasel uncoiled the whip, Raggs' eye grew large. He was once again bound up and lashed for hours upon hours day after day. Flying into a rage, the ferret yanked the chain back and swung it in an arc all around him, turning his body as he did so as to hit all three of his would-be attackers.''